"You are so goddamn lucky that you were actually good, Ben..." He didn't finish. Puff waved him off and left to get on the bus. Benatar flipped him off from behind, deciding it best not to yell back at him.

Axel came up beside him, slinging an arm over his shoulder, "You've gotten good on that guitar, Benny."

The keytarist shook off his arm, "It's Benny now? You bloody bastard..." He smiled at Axel anyway, "Weren't bad yourself, mate. For someone who can't keep a baseline, I mean."

"Its drums, not bass." Axel rolled his eyes, joking right back.

"Yeah, yeah. Same difference."

"Big difference."

"Not really, mate."

"Ones got a pick and the other has sticks."

"You play with sticks."

Axel didn't reply.

Benatar snickered, "Stick-boy."

"Shut up you British dweeb!"

"Whatever, stick-boy. We've to get back to the bus." He pushed playfully at the drummers shoulder and started walking to the bus with Axel following close behind.

They got onto the tour bus and Axel stepped around Ben and instantly started cooing softly at his raven.

"You are such a fag, Ax." PuffPuff walked past him with a bag of chips, sitting down in the passenger seat. He peered into the bag, searching for a worthy chip before picking one with a smile and looked back at Benatar and Axel.

Axel waited until the singer looked at him, "And you're fat. All you do is eat." He slipped into the booth and turned his attention back to his hawk.

The singer got up and held up an accusing finger to Axel, prepared to yell at him when Benatar held out a hand to stop him, "Oi. Where's Dee'j?"

He scoffed, noticeably rexaling, and brushed Ben's hand away, "Prolly screwing a chick backstage."

"Did you just say 'prolly'?" Axel raised an eyebrow in disbelief at him, his interest spiking.

"Yeah, so? Everyone does." He plopped back down in his seat.

"Not everybody, mate. Only amongst the hipsters and jackasses." Benatars hand twitched slightly, debating if he should sit too.

Axel held up an accusing finger at the blonde, mimicking Puffs earlier action, "Why do you always say that?"

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Mate?" The drummer nodded. "Because I do..?"

Puff was quick to interject, "He's British. 'Nuff said."

Axel shook his head before Benatar could respond, "He's not though! He fakes it! Have you even heard him sing?" Benatar raised a hand to smack Axel but Puff grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Axel is a bitch at times, but there is no need to hurt him for it. You can just break his guitar strings if you want to hurt him bad enough. Hell, kill that damn bird of his and make him eat it for dinner." Puff had managed to coax Benatar into the seat he had been using and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Alright?"

Ben nodded and looked down, realizing his aggressive side was showing again. He needed more recognition and being told he was a liar and a faker wasn't helping him get anywhere. "S-sorry..." He stuttered. Axel was still keeping his distance, thinking he had done nothing to get hit and Ben just had anger issues. Benatar just narrowed his eyes when he saw Axel keep his defense up. Insulting. Like Axel hadn't done enough of that already.

Benatar stood up, brushing Puffs hand away when he tried to pull him back and walked over to Axel. "What is your problem with me? I'm pretty bloody sure I did nothing to you." Axel took another step back and pursed his lips, not wanting to speak so Benatar went on, "All you do is fondle that 'ucking bird and bash on me. If I weren't mistaken, I'd say you were gay. For me." He crossed his arms and glared at the retreating drummer. Axel shook his head and glanced at the door. His view was blocked by a blue sleeved arm. "Look, Ben, I'm sorry." Axel looked at the blonde desperately, "I won't do it again. I swear."

Benatar bit his lip to keep from yelling at Axels mistake for calling him 'Ben' again. "You might want to make sure you can keep that promise before I beat your head it."

[A/N] I just decided to go for it because my beta says this is a stupid story and she doesn't want to check it. And I kind of forgot about it. This is where I got stuck so I skipped this scene and went to the next one. Honestly, I dont have a plot for this. Me and my friend Jill decided that this should be a BenxPuff story because neither of us have seen one of those. So, yeah. Here's an update and dont kill me for being so late ;-;

Oh, and I do realize, 'mate' is Australian, not British. I couldn't think of anything else for him to say. :T